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Scorpius

HELL

The Legionnaire Games: Day 33, hour 12

My head throbbed as I opened my eyes.

For a second, the world was disturbingly silent, then sounds rushed back louder and sharper than they’d ever been.

Everything had a high-pitched quality.

“Thank fuck,” Corvus said shakily as warm fingers traced over my face. Orion smoothed hair off my forehead and massaged my temples.

I lay still and let my mates fuss over me.

Slowly I became aware of the rocks poking into my back and the overwhelming number of small noises that let me know I was near a crowd of people.

“What happened?” I croaked out as I licked my uncomfortably dry lips.

The last thing I remembered was standing on the edge of the field, waiting for the competition to begin.

Then everything had gone dark.

A long moment passed, and neither of my mates said anything.

Orion swallowed thickly, and there was the scraping sound of Corvus dragging a hand over his buzzed head.

“Tell me,” I demanded, panic rising in my throat as I thought about everything that could have happened while I was out. Was Arabella hurt? The thought made it hard to breathe.

I’d told her to stand behind me, but she’d charged straight ahead.

She was so bold.

She was too brave for her own good.

Who was protecting her from herself?

A tight, uncomfortable sensation pinched my gut.

Corvus exhaled with a loud whoosh. “They used an illegal enchantment that broke the sound barrier in the arena. You passed out immediately. Arabella and John dragged you across the field, and you all made it in time. One of the angel competitors was left on the field, and he was killed.”

Arabella saved me?

It was no secret that there was no love lost between us.

A warm feeling unfurled in my gut.

No one but my mates had ever stood up for me and saved me from my tormentors when they’d beat me for being blind.

No one else had ever cared about me.

The warmth spread.

Orion shifted back and forth like he did when he was nervous, and I narrowed my eyes. If that was all that had happened, then why were they both acting guilty? “What aren’t you telling me?”

I needed her to be all right.

Corvus didn’t respond.

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